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Chapter Thirteen

He brought his head back up, and looked at her with a 'who? me?' expression.

"Jesus Christ!! I thought I was having a hard time trying to fight off 24 years of cultural stigma of doing anything with you, but then I see that. My God!! That wouldn't fit, even if I wanted to!"

He let her blow off some steam. He knew that actually, it would fit. Several past experiences had taught him that. As a matter of fact, there was that one woman in his past who absolutely adored it, no, craved it! What was her name... Catherine? Then he had a mental flashback of her face. Whew! Gods! She had been ugly, but she loved to fuck her beasts. Then he remembered that she had graduated to horses and he had left before he became twisted. No way was he going to take sloppy seconds from some stallion. The hiss from his left let him know that his ruminations of the past just might get him in trouble again. He looked at her to see what she was hissing at. Oops. Once more the shaft retreated into its sheath.

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